[He makes sure his arms are tight over his chest, swallowing a couple times on the urge to laugh. Be cool, Hank.
He'll just have to... what, not pet his dog for a while? Whatever. He can hug Sumo and lose his shit later. Right now he's cool. He's keeping his cool.
After a long moment and some stuttery tries at deep breathing, he's able to look up and talk at least kind of normally.]
You've been here longer than I have, so do you think your weird moodring money is weird? What do we even do with that? Wander around till it really does blow up in our faces?
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[He makes sure his arms are tight over his chest, swallowing a couple times on the urge to laugh. Be cool, Hank.
He'll just have to... what, not pet his dog for a while? Whatever. He can hug Sumo and lose his shit later. Right now he's cool. He's keeping his cool.
After a long moment and some stuttery tries at deep breathing, he's able to look up and talk at least kind of normally.]
You've been here longer than I have, so do you think your weird moodring money is weird? What do we even do with that? Wander around till it really does blow up in our faces?